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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.
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Wasilwa

In the heart of Timbwani, there dwells a soul so bright,
A lady named Wasilwa, a beacon in the night.
Her currency not coins nor gold, but kindness pure and true,
Enriching lives around her, in all that she would do.

With grace upon her gentle lips, she spreads a loving word,
In every act, in every deed, compassion can be heard.
For Wasilwa knows the power held within a simple smile,
It can mend the broken-hearted, even just a little while.

In a world of greed and striving, where self is often king,
Wasilwa stands apart, with the joy that she can bring.
She knows that kindness costs us naught, yet its value is immense,
It builds bridges, heals wounds, and mends the broken fence.

So let us learn from Wasilwa, and let her light inspire,
To sow the seeds of kindness, to set our souls on fire.
For in this currency of love, both giver and receiver gain,
And in the end, it's kindness that will forever reign.

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